Emma's p.o.v
Wandering around in the night might not seem like the best option but given that I have no choice.
The shock of walking in on my boyfriend now my ex fucking my best friend that had me numb has began to wear out leaving the aftermath.
As it dawned on me tears began streaming out of my eye leaving my vision blurry.
Honnnnkkk!!!!!
Startled, the horn of a car snapped me out of my thoughts. Drying up my tears I look up to realize I somehow have gotten myself in the middle of the road while wandering.
another panic attack set in at the thought that I might have died.
"Excuse me, follow my voice
Breathe in, breathe out " a deep baritone voice said. My breathing gradually subsided following the sound of the voice which doesn't fit into the scenario playing out in my head.
After a while my vision cleared up I realized that I'm no longer in the middle of the road but on a bench with a very tall figure blocking my view.
"Are you better " he asked. I began rant about my day and what caused me to be in such state of mind. I don't know why I feel comfortable with him enough to tell him about the source of my pain when I had just met him.
Maybe the thought that I was not going to see him again after today helped ease my embarrassment enabling me to tell him everything about me.
Realizing I had just told a stranger everything about me including me worst and embarrassing moments I felt a wave of shame that I had not felt while telling him all that come over me.
